Clerk's room.

Gao Zhen took Wang Ren and asked to see the little prince.

"Master Wang, they are in the room, you can sit for a while." A clerk politely got up to receive the two.

The people in the clerical room have a high status, and Gao Zhen and Wang Ren dare not slack off.

Soon.

The clerk brought two cups of hot tea.

"That's so gracious, thank you."

After the two thanked them, Gao Zhen's face was natural, and Wang Ren on the side was restless.

I felt nervous when I thought that I was going to enter the little prince's office later.

"It's okay, don't think about it."

Gao Zhen smiled.

He is from the past, and he used to be like this, but he has had more contact with the little prince, and the little prince has a kind personality, so he has no such fear.

Inside.

Regarding the matter of the coke refinery, everyone communicated for more than half an hour unconsciously.

Everything that should be said has been said, Zhu Gaochi thought about it, and thought that he still had to go out on his own, even if he didn't know how to produce, at least he could point out the direction for everyone and save a lot of trial and error costs and time.

"When was the last kiln to open?"

"The day after tomorrow."

Wang Ben quickly replied.

"You guys get ready, when the kiln opens, we're going to go to the site."

Worried that everyone would be worried about it and delay production, Zhu Gaochi explained again: "We also have some ideas, let's study them together." ”

Hearing this, Wang Ben secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

A few people left the clerical room and saw Gao Zhen who had returned, and there was a steward by his side.

Wang Ben knew Wang Ren and knew that it was the steward of the outer cabinet, so he took the initiative to say hello, Xiao Jiu and Li Er didn't know Wang Ren, so they nodded to him.

Soon, silence returned.

Wang Ren looked at Gao Zhen, Gao Zhen glanced at the paperwork and didn't get up to urge.

The clerk looked up, looked around, and as if remembering something, he walked lightly to the inner door and knocked lightly.

"Enter."

The clerk pushed the door in, and soon, he leaned out half of his body at the door and beckoned to Gao Zhen and Wang Ren.

Wang Ren stood up suddenly, just took a step, and then stepped back, looking at Gao Zhen nervously.

"Relax, the more nervous you are, the easier it is to make mistakes."

Gao Zhen explained to Wang Ren and led him in.

"Little Lord."

"Little Lord."

Wang Ren shouted after Gao Zhen.

"Wang Ren."

Zhu Gaochi raised his head, called out his name clearly, and his face was full of smiles, very kind.

There is something discordant about the good.

After all, a young man who has just turned fifteen years old has no immaturity or ostentatiousness on his face, which is indeed a bit incredible.

"On the way to Miyun, I heard the shopkeeper Gao talk about you, and you have some good ideas about the Honeycomb Coal Chamber of Commerce, it seems that it is indeed reassuring to hand over this matter to you."

"Don't dare, don't dare."

Wang Ren, who has always been able to speak well, has become a little stupid.

"Sit down."

Gao Zhen pulled Wang Ren and led him to sit on the chair beside him.

Zhu Gaochi had a good impression of Wang Ren.

In Zhu Gaochi's view, the regulations on substituting money for service, as well as Gao Zhen's idea of lending the factory to the owner of the honeycomb coal mill, are all very clever ideas.

Wang Ren clutched the charter he brought tightly in his hand, his eyelids moved and moved, and he only felt that there was a layer of restraint on his body.

Don't you want to be proactive?

Will it provoke the little prince to be dissatisfied.

Why hasn't the shopkeeper spoken, waiting for himself to speak?

"Little prince, this is the charter I wrote." Wang Ren suddenly got up and walked forward, holding the notebook in his hand.

The abrupt movement not only startled Gao Zhen, but even the young clerk at the door took a few steps forward.

Gao Zhen, who came back to her senses, couldn't wait to give herself two slaps.

"Huh." Zhu Gaochi laughed, stretched out his hand and took the booklet in Wang Ren's hand, and Wang Ren froze in place at a loss.

I don't know if to walk back and sit down, or continue to stand where I am.

It is written in great detail in the booklet.

There are eight honeycomb coal workshops that have joined the chamber of commerce, and their monthly output, number of workers, mode of operation, approximate profits, and so on.

and the opening of new honeycomb coal workshops in the remaining state capitals, in which small but many methods of production are pointed out.

In other words, it is to build workshops in a decentralized manner.

Honeycomb coal workshops are set up in each state capital, and large state capitals, according to geographical location, have opened more than one in each county town.

Nearly 200 prefectures and counties in Beiping are expected to open up to 500 honeycomb coal workshops in order to completely pave the commercial road.

There are 2.62 million people in Beiping, which is more than 500,000 households based on five households per household.

According to later statistics, the urban population of the Southern Song Dynasty was as high as 22 percent, and in the Ming Dynasty it was 10 percent.

The urban population of more than 50,000 households is the main user of honeycomb coal, excluding the unsuitable groups in the city, plus the supplement of the lower market, the annual sales are expected to reach 60,000 to 80,000 taels of silver.

Around this emerging honeycomb coal industry chain, the scale of operators will exceed 2,000.

The market price of 100 catties of coal is three cents, and the chamber of commerce purchases it from the coal mine, which can be reduced to two cents, and half of the honeycomb coal is made of coal and half of the clay, and the cost of clay is low.

Excluding labor costs and transportation costs, the net profit of honeycomb coal will reach 40%.

According to the plan of this charter, if completed, it will increase the total market volume of honeycomb coal by three times.

After Zhu Gaochi finished reading it, a smile appeared on his face.

"You're ignoring part of the market."

Gao Zhen and Wang Ren looked at each other questioningly.

"Workers are also urban groups."

Zhu Gaochi said with a smile.

There are thousands of workers in China Heavy Industries, which is equal to thousands of households, plus the workers of honeycomb coal, and the groups in the mines.

That's the beauty of industry.

Create consumer groups.

Although the consumption power of rural areas is not as good as that of cities, when good quality and low prices are low, it will also produce a lot of consumption power.

In the countryside, matches, kerosene lamps, fertilizers and other industrial products are used.

If the urban population reaches 20 percent like the Song Dynasty, then the annual output value of the honeycomb coal market can reach at least nearly 200,000 taels, plus the vast rural market, it is expected to exceed 300,000 taels."

"This goal is not difficult, and we estimate that we can break through it within five years." Zhu Gaochi said confidently.

Britain's first industrial revolution was completed, and the urban population reached 62.8 percent.

It took more than a hundred years.

It is exactly in line with the case of the ten people cited by Zhu Gaochi.

There are ten people in the society, leaving three people to farm, and seven people to invest in the rest of the industry.

How can this time be shortened?

Social distribution.

My own identity happens to have this qualification to allocate social resources.

Therefore, within five years, it will not be difficult for Beiping's urban population to exceed 20 percent, or even 30 percent.

The only ones who can hinder him are Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Di.

"There is no problem with the charter of this plan, as for the proposed capital, we think it is a matter of capital, and the factory can contribute."

Wang Ren's face showed joy, but Gao Zhen didn't think it was so simple.

Really.

Zhu Gaochi said: "The factory is willing to promote the prosperity of the market and give up part of the profits, but the factory also needs to make a profit, and it cannot be sacrificed." ”

"According to the proportion of capital contribution, the factory should occupy the shares, not pursue the maximum profit, but have a certain degree of control over the merchants of the chamber of commerce."

When Beiping's urban population breaks through to 30 percent, coupled with the rural economy driven, the market volume of honeycomb coal alone is expected to be more than 1 million taels of silver.

At that time, the coal industry was even larger.

Coal Age.

Zhu Gaochi must use all means to control the coal in his hands, which is equivalent to mastering the times, otherwise he is just making a wedding dress for others.

"The factory contributed 10,000 taels of capital to provide each company with a laying market, with each company accounting for 20% of the shares as the base, and the upper limit did not exceed 40%."

"At the same time, a contract was signed, stipulating that if there is a share transaction in the future, the same market price will be sold to the other party first."

"There are also specific considerations, you can go back and discuss carefully, or you can gather all the parties to brainstorm and achieve a win-win effect."

……

The Honeycomb Coal Chamber of Commerce hall inside the factory.

Wang Ren summoned eight honeycomb coal mill owners, which are also the eight largest in Beiping City, and people knew that it was about the principal, so they didn't dare to be sloppy, so they rushed over as soon as possible.

"Don't worry, wait until you get there."

Wang Ren's attitude was firm and he refused to disclose it in advance, and those who arrived first had no choice.

Everyone drank tea and chatted.

After waiting for an hour, all eight of them arrived.

"Steward Wang, we are all acquaintances, don't be polite, just say it." Deputy Director Guo Songti said it to everyone.

Wang Ren agreed with a smile, did not continue to sell Guanzi, and came up with a new charter, which was more detailed than the last time.

According to the prospectus, the market will triple in size, which means that the capital in each company's hands will triple next year.

Guo Song looked at it differently.

The market has expanded three times, which does not mean that their workshops have only tripled, and they can seize more markets.

He looked at the charter in his hand and said nothing, without showing his attitude.

He echoes what others say.

Wang Ren looked at Guo Song in confusion and asked curiously, "What's wrong with Guo Dong's family?" I don't talk much today. ”

"Nothing."

"It's a good thing to have a factory shareholding, and we can't wait for it." A businessman laughed.

"Factory ownership is a business matter, don't guess too much, so as not to make mistakes." Wang Ren reminded.

The people of their heavy industry don't dare to come nonsense outside, how can they allow their partners to cause trouble in their name.

"How could it be so, the king's steward has misunderstood."

This charter is indeed very generous.

There is a lot of capital contribution and shares, and there are not many requirements for shares, and there is no right to manage, but there is a certain right to speak.

Coupled with the status brought by the back, it is very cost-effective.

However, people have different ideas, and some people are not even willing to join the Chamber of Commerce, so they cannot be generalized.

But the eight businessmen here are all out of competition, and they have the guts and businessmen, so they are naturally ambitious.

Guo Song's idea is shared by many people.

It was suggested that no one should fight anyone's idea, and that a common agreement should be made to give two shares to each to the factory.

Seeing that someone had pierced his mind, Guo Song also gave up this plan, regained his enthusiasm, and began to fight for his own interests.

His workshop was the largest, employing the largest number of workers, and deserved strong support.

(End of chapter)